Yet" Then, turning back to her, I continued. "Ingrid, I want you to think of a word that always makes you happy. A word that you'd always like to have...bring you back to this restful, relaxing place. Once you know that word, say it to me." ... ginger..." Now, Ingrid, if either Ward or myself call you Ginger, and it's obvious what we're after, you will immediately fall into this trance. If Ward says the word, you'll focus on him like you're focused on me. But my commands and suggestions will. " What, no wait up," she said jumping after me, rearranging the towel as she did."What do you want?" I said while connected up the cable to my computer."You're not really going to send those pictures off, are you?" she said standing in my doorway."Yeah sure," I said, "why not? You've got a great pair of tits and I'm sure you're quite proud of them.One by one the three pictures down loaded and appeared on the monitor."There you go," I said, "I think the middle one's the best don't you?" Wait,. The Paris to Amsterdam diligence not only changed horses at the Valenciennes Inn but also the drivers and guards. The coachmen who had travelled from Paris would rest a few days, and then take the reins of the Amsterdam to Paris diligence when it arrived in Valenciennes. The driver should know from where the package came when handed to him in Paris.It was too late of an evening to go dashing off to Valenciennes asking questions,, but I determined to ride into town the next morning.“Are you. My panties are beginning to get wet even as I write this. Damn he was so fucking hot, I can cum just saying his name alone…Justin... oh fuck I want him again. It all started when I got home yesterday. I saw him in our backyard he startled me at first then I remembered mom telling me about the gardener coming over later. I saw him before he say me. From the side of the house all I could he was his well shaped athletic body. His rock hard evenly tanned six pack abs heading straight down forming.